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theairlock2017-08-26 12:41 pm
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first trial
[When the announcement sounds and the evidence gathered it’s time for a trial. When the remaining champions are all gathered by the repaired docking bay doors they slide slowly slide open.
There are two lines of robots, silent as sentries, creating a border path from the docking bay doors to the circle of metal podiums. The podiums themselves were made of strange metals in red and gold and orange and black, each one etched with the name of one of the Champions. There are flood lights - like spot lights - in front of each podium, but the lights in front of Shirou, Hamilton, and Albel are dark, and hung on the front of their podiums are greyscale portraits, printed from their profiles.
Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. Rather than the glee the Champions may think he would take in this kind of display, he merely stands there with his arms crossed, expression unreadable and his cyborg eye scanning the Champions with a piercing scrutiny, like he's searching for one of them to act out of line.]
Mornin’, Champions. Here’s how this is goin’ to go: take the evidence ya found, piece together what happened and find who took out the Champion Swordsman. If ya find them, they’ll be dealt with. If ya don’t, they’ll be free to go and the rest of ya will face punishment. Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.
There are two lines of robots, silent as sentries, creating a border path from the docking bay doors to the circle of metal podiums. The podiums themselves were made of strange metals in red and gold and orange and black, each one etched with the name of one of the Champions. There are flood lights - like spot lights - in front of each podium, but the lights in front of Shirou, Hamilton, and Albel are dark, and hung on the front of their podiums are greyscale portraits, printed from their profiles.
Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. Rather than the glee the Champions may think he would take in this kind of display, he merely stands there with his arms crossed, expression unreadable and his cyborg eye scanning the Champions with a piercing scrutiny, like he's searching for one of them to act out of line.]
Mornin’, Champions. Here’s how this is goin’ to go: take the evidence ya found, piece together what happened and find who took out the Champion Swordsman. If ya find them, they’ll be dealt with. If ya don’t, they’ll be free to go and the rest of ya will face punishment. Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.
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There might... be space nonsense going on...
[PLEASE. JUST. CHRIST ALMIGHTY]
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I might kill you all in the next five minutes. Do you want to continue praying for such uncertainties?
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[ what's this about death now ]
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[Especially not to Mozu??]
We don't know what is and isn't possible here, but I won't stand for you saying such things.
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The sooner you understand your position, the sooner you can change it. I suggest all of you learn this as soon as you can.
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We don't know where we are, why we're here, how we got here, or if there's no way back. It's impossible to even think that there are not options for us, more then five thousand years into the future.
But if you simply wish to believe in yourself and your "position" then you can do as you please.
[And you can bet your ass she'll fight back if he tries to kill anyone.]
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I will not stop you from shackling yourself to the past. I will not even bother to remember you when you fall.
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[But it's a moot point. She wants to say more, but the fact that Blaze is watching over them kind of makes her tempted to keep silent.
So she does.]
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I just don't think things are impossible. If I find out they're impossible, I'll accept it then. That's ... that's it. There's no need to go around threatening everyone just because something might or might not be.
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[Whether or not it's in Fight Club.]
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Of course there are. Not recognising that is a good way to get yourself screwed over for underestimating other people.
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